The red moon returns

Chapter 259 Are you ready?

This is a confrontation that does not allow failure, and the result of failure is more desperate than death. He was eroded by the disease generated by the divine power, spent the last month in madness, and finally died meaninglessly.

On the one hand, there are tens of thousands of lives that may be saved, and on the other hand, his own safety. It is actually clear to Lynch how to choose.

Lynch doesn't mind saving innocent people within his ability, nor does he mind dying generously for the people he cares about, nor does he mind risking his life to fulfill his responsibilities and make up for his mistakes.

But for the sake of those who have nothing to do with him, he is not willing to risk his life to save them.

Nightingale, a saint, was indeed worthy of respect, and Lynch was very moved, but he had no interest in imitating him. Birth, old age, sickness and death were the rules of this world, and he had to get used to these as he was already on the road to immortality.

But he cared about something else.

'Neighbor, if the fight fails, can my will resist the erosion of the disease? '

[Unfortunately, what you will suffer by then will be physical damage caused by disease, rather than erosion of the soul by mysterious filth. Your special will will have no effect. 】

'Death is inevitable? '

Tsk...I like this answer.

"Huh?" The old woman was a little surprised.

'My heart and my actions are as clear as a mirror, and everything I do is holy? '

[You don’t need to explain to me, Lynch, I said, this is your journey. 】

Lynch smiled both inside and outside his consciousness, and said to Ms. Nightingale, who had an expectant look in her eyes: "Since you are ready to declare war on disease again, of course I am willing to stand on your side and do my part to protect the innocent. "

'But you're watching, goddess. This is not my journey, this is our journey. Even if it is to let you see a better scenery, I still have to explain it to you, hehe. '

Just don't provide any opinions. Lin Qi remained silent, feeling a little depressed.

[So, there is no need to worry, I am with you. 】

[The probability of death is extremely high. 】

'Phew, I destroyed Mordiggian's clone. Behind the scenes, there was always the black spider of the League of Shadows guiding me, and the shadow of the unknown main god behind him. We still don’t know their true purpose, and I’m worried that this is also part of their plan. In order to avoid being caught off guard when things happen, it’s still necessary to make some preparations in advance, what do you think? . '

"But as a soul-shifter, you have to deal with distortion and death every day. Instead of worrying about more or less troubles, it is better to follow your own heart and do what you think is right." Lynch waved his hands nonchalantly and said, "As for the reward, I have actually received it."

"I should have made it clear about the dangers, child. Regarding the reward..."

[I will be by your side to witness every choice you make. 】

[There is always a price to pay for what you want, Lynch. ] Ms. Luna's voice was still gentle, but Lynch could hear the seriousness in it, [This is not to make things difficult for you, but this is your own journey. If you want to go on by your own will, you cannot avoid paying. The price is to make every decision alone during the journey. 】

'Tsk, that's right. It's indeed a fair price. I was greedy. Lynch smiled in consciousness, "Then my choice this time is that I know that the investment and the return are not equal, but I still plan to take a risk." '

[Hehe...] The laughter was as gentle as water, [You said something just now, do you remember it? Talked to the priest of Sul. 】

Ding, Lynch flicked up the penny coin he just snatched back.

"Isn't that right? You have already paid for it as soon as we met." Lynch patted the old lady's arm, and his eyes behind the mask flashed with a smile. "Although I care about money, I am not greedy yet. I am not greedy for medical funds." Start? I really don’t dare to do such a thing, I feel guilty, and I have already received the reward. Hehe, it can be seen that the funds of the Tribulation Church are not abundant, except for donations, most of them come from within the church. Donations from people. One of your anonymous eldest ladies has already donated a lot to me for you, and may donate more in the future. If I continue to squeeze out of your medical funds, I'm worried that I will be deprived of my money next time. Shotgun blast in my head."

The old lady was stunned for a moment, patted Lin Qi's arm, and said softly: "I underestimated you, my child. Thank you for your efforts. You are a good person." "???"

You are such a bad old lady, why did you suddenly curse me when you said something nice?

Hum hum, you provide people, money, and technology to help me achieve my goals, and finally thank me. You are the good people, and your entire church is a good person.

"But I also have to respect my own profession and dedication, Ms. Nightingale. I can't help without reason, so I have a request. I hope you can guide the Church of Suffering to develop treatment drugs as soon as possible. You just said that at least half The development period is more than a month, so it is best not to exceed this time. After all, the disease waits for no one, and I can save one more person. Moreover, I have free use and priority rights to the developed drugs.”

"Yes, I can make the decision on this matter. I will allocate church resources to develop treatment drugs."

That’s good, the sooner I finish it, the more at ease I will be.

"Then private detective Lynch Leviev is willing to serve you." Lynch stroked his chest and bowed, "What do you need me to do?"

"I need your blood first, come with me."

The old lady nodded to the two men in white robes who had been watching for a long time. The two men had already separated the iron bed from the ground and pushed the gagged patient out of the cell.

Instead of taking the elevator in the main hall, for fear of scaring passers-by, a few people went around to the side and went straight to the top floor through the small elevator. Along the way, the noise of the air valve deflating and the collision of metal gears made the patient more and more irritable. The violent struggle made the belt continue to shake, which made Lin Qi feel frightened.

"In mysticism, blood is a very special existence."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Lynch always felt that Nightingale's attitude had changed a bit at this time. He was much more relaxed and casual than before, but he also became more patient in his explanation:

"Not only represents yourself, but also represents your bloodline. It is not only defined by your body, but also by your soul. In other words, a drop of blood may not be able to fully express your body and soul, but it is extremely symbolic and can reflect everything about you. The state includes changes in the body and abnormalities in the soul.”

While talking, the group of people had reached the top floor and entered a special room.

The pure white room was empty, with the Ouroboros Holy Emblem hanging high in the middle of the roof. The Holy Emblem exuded a faint sacred aura, making people feel awe.

On one side of the room, a holy statue is hung high on the wall. The painting shows a woman in white robe, wearing an Ouroboros headband and holding a two-headed snake scepter. Her back is turned to the outside of the painting, leaving only a figure standing facing the wind. Back view.

The Lord of Suffering and Pain, Fiona.

As soon as he entered the room, Lynch bowed to the portrait and watched as two men in white robes pushed the iron bed under the portrait and fixed it, then took out the needle and extracted a large tube of thick black blood from the patient.

"The power of blood is sometimes more like a resonance, which does not change just because it leaves the body. Even if it has been removed from the body, it still maintains conceptual integrity with the original owner. In other words, a tube of blood, In an occult sense, it sometimes means the whole person.”

With that said, the old lady took the needle and flicked it, looked at the gas light for a moment, then put it aside, picked up an empty needle and signaled to Lynch. Lynch looked at the needle as thick as the baby's arm, secretly curled his lips, sighed and stretched out his arms.

Diana, you wait, just for this blood tube, I have to go to your house to eat for nothing for three days.

"But the trouble lies in resonance. When we change the state of the new blood based on the concept of mysticism, through integrity and resonance, this change will be immediately fed back to the original owner, and thus the birth of There are many attacks and curses that travel through the blood, and they are often bizarre, difficult to guard against, and very dangerous.”

As Nightingale spoke, she pulled out the syringe, which was already filled with Lynch's dark red blood. She looked at it with satisfaction. Then she put down the syringe, signaled to the two assistants to start preparations, and then looked at Lynch seriously. said:
"We use the integrity of the blood to exert an influence on this disease. We use your will to distort the concept of this disease so that the drugs in this world can take effect. However, the power of the evil god will also be fed back to you through the resonance of the blood. , brings huge risks.”

"Once the ritual starts, it cannot be stopped. The end of the ritual is either successful or there is an extra patient."

"Mr. Lynch Leviev, one last confirmation, are you... ready?"

(End of this chapter)